Journal Entry 5-Good Time

Dear Nalan,

Well, I have lots of good news for you, my friend! I am over my paranoia of Tsuna. If he wants to fight me, then we’ll just fight. I never did have a problem with getting my paws bloody, and why should I start now? Because he’s older than me and can kill me? Age means nothing. What matters is that just because he can kill me, DOESN’T mean I can’t kill him, so HA! That’s how I feel about this situation.

Anyway, getting down from that little confidence high, I actually sorta thank Tsuna for destroying my phone…a week later, my dad shows me just how freaking brilliant of an engineer he is by giving me and my brother this prototype communication device. It has 4 parts customized for me and my brother: Shades, a freaking sweet watch/pad with a QWERTY keyboard that fits my fingers, a blue tooth, and a cover for the watch/pad to protect it from damage. I love it, and I’m going to be using this for a long time I hope.

Another thing is that NickJess threw a sleep over party at his Nick’s house. We ate, played truth and dare, got to know each other a little better, and all around, just had fun...despite me being the first to fall asleep. I did get to see this guy that I only knew as Harvey. This kid…is certainly interesting compared to what Gaius told me...I’m not saying Gaius was wrong, but the Chespin is certainly not all bad. What he obviously does hold himself above everyone else…not that it’s a bad thing. Just popularity is the cause of why he’s like it. Now that he’s lost his band, maybe he can come down from his popular status…maybe learn how to live like the lower class like I did.

Despite the fun that was at the sleep over, I’m sure more is to come in my life…as well as hardships. There’s another at school that wants to fight me yet again…I know you’d think I change due to all of the good things that have happened so far…but no. I will not change my opinion. If he attacks me, I will fight. Not to win. Not for fame. Not for notoriety. I don’t care for those. I survive. If they don’t care for my well-being…then why should I care for theirs? I don’t want to tell anyone else…it’ll only get them worried. Knowing him, he’s going to bring friends though…he said a place already. I may get the others to help, but don’t count on it. Already told a teacher…now since he’s given so many issues…I’m gonna set this sonuva bitch up…definitely.
See you another time. I’ll be fine. I promise.
-Jayden Cross